Have you got a Grimore of Light Filled with Dark Regrets
A voice whispered at 1 am.
As I sit alone at the worn gates of Yesterday
Looking through the Past's
White painted windows
Unafraid
Lost in deep thoughts as I watch once lost memories
Drive past like a new presidential JFK motorcade
Looking closely at the happy and sad games
We once played
You and me
Eventually
Holding hands tightly
Whilst the ungodly
Gossiping band
Loudly played
As our Titanic slowly sunk
I can still see
Reflected in your deliciously dark eyes
The night I surrendered
A magical night
I'll always remember
But as all things
In my cursed life
Everything changed as
The metaphorical iceberg struck
And our love slowly drowned as it
Shrunk
That seemingly endless night we once shared
Is it now torn beyond all repair
You were once all I ever needed
And will never forget
But as I still live in here
Wandering through the Alabaster Hall
Of The Great In-Between
I will always write your beloved name
Using beautiful syllables
In my eternal book of spells
Beside other failed dreams
Called
The Grimore of Light
Filled with Dark Regrets
Where you'll forever live
As I sometimes sit at the gates of yesterday
Once again
Wandering through green fields of yellow memories
Still clinging onto fragments of your sensuous silhouette
Somewhere
If you can hear me
I hope our old love
Still in your heart as in mine
Holds forever strong
With memories of me
As it too
Pirouettes
Before it too enters your
Grimore of Light
Filled with Dark Regrets
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Copyright © John DuffyASY | Year Posted 2024
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